"This...this is what you mean by gentle?" Ye Qiu was dumbfounded.

Zhan Youyou coughed lightly, a little embarrassed, and whispered, "That's my father. He just has a loud voice, but he's all bark and no bite."

"Yeah?"

Ye Qiu looked suspiciously at a middle-aged man not far away.

The middle-aged man walked with his hands behind his back, his aura unfathomable.

Ye Qiu guessed that his realm was above the Divine Fire Realm, which was extremely terrifying.

"Patriarch, the traitor who betrayed the Nanshan Spirit Mine has been found. What should we do with him?"

Just then, a servant rushed over to inquire.

"Why are you asking me about such a trivial matter? Just kill him, drag his body to feed the wolves, and kill everyone connected to him as well. Get lost."

The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently.

"yes."

The servants hurriedly left.

Ye Qiu swallowed hard. Zhan Youyou's father seemed to be an extremely ruthless person...

"Miss Zhan, do you call this a sharp tongue but a soft heart?" Ye Qiu lowered his voice.

"This..." Zhan Youyou didn't know how to respond.

Ye Qiu took a deep breath and turned around, thinking it best to tell Wu Ji to leave first.

But when Ye Qiu turned his head, he only saw Wu Ji's chubby back, which disappeared right at the gate.

"Damn it, that bastard, he ran off without even telling me."

Ye Qiu cursed inwardly, "That fat bastard is so disloyal."

“Father, this is a friend I met on the street. His name is Ling Dao.”

Zhan Youyou introduces herself to the middle-aged people.

"Ling Dao?" The middle-aged man sneered, "What an arrogant name. You think you can fool my daughter?"

The middle-aged man stared sharply at Ye Qiu, exuding a strong sense of pressure.

Ye Qiu's breathing quickened, as if a giant mountain was pressing down on his head.

But Ye Qiu held on, even with cold sweat pouring down his face, without trembling: "Uncle, you've misunderstood. I never lied to Miss Zhan, and I never will again."

"Nonsense!" the middle-aged man shouted. "Don't think I don't know. You just want to trick my daughter into becoming your wife, so you can use the power of my Zhan clan to save yourself a hundred years of detours, isn't that right?"

I'm your mother's head...

Ye Qiu cursed inwardly.

If it weren't for your daughter, I would never have come to this ancient era.

But Ye Qiu dared not say these words aloud, and could only say with great resentment, "Uncle, you have misunderstood. I have no such intentions."

"Then you deserve to die even more." The middle-aged man seemed even more enraged: "My daughter is so beautiful, and you don't even have a thought for her? Do you think my daughter, Zhan Xuan's daughter, isn't pretty?"

As he spoke, Zhan Xuan's oppressive aura surrounding Ye Qiu became even more terrifying.

Ye Qiu's body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if this invisible force was forcing him to kneel.

Since his debut, Ye Qiu has never encountered such a terrifying existence.

Zhan Youyou became anxious: "Father, Brother Lingdao is just an ordinary friend I just met. He even spoke up for me on the street. Don't treat my friend like this."

"Don't talk, go play somewhere else."

Zhan Xuan waved his hand, and Zhan Youyou was pushed ten feet away.

"Father, how could you do this?"

Zhan Youyou stomped her foot in anger, noticing that the void around Ye Qiu was distorting.

It's obvious that the father is putting immense pressure on him!

Zhan Xuan stared intently at Ye Qiu: "Boy, kneel down and kowtow, and I'll believe you."

"Impossible." Ye Qiu was furious: "I already said I didn't have those messy ideas, if you don't believe me, fine."

And also, if I really take a fancy to your daughter, I'll just quietly take her away and make her give me a hundred or two children, without even telling you, damn it…

As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.

Zhan Youyou exclaimed that it was all over, that 'Brother Ling Dao' dared to speak to their father like that, even if a god descended from heaven, he couldn't save his life.

But Zhan Youyou couldn't just stand by and watch Ye Qiu be killed. After all, Ye Qiu was someone she had brought in. If he were killed like this, Zhan Youyou would regret it for the rest of her life.

At that moment, Zhan Youyou desperately tried to rush into the arena.

To Zhan Youyou's horror, she discovered that she was completely unable to move an inch, as if the space in front of her had been separated into two worlds.

"Oh no, Father has used the Small World; he's really angry."

Zhan Youyou's expression changed drastically.

At this moment, Zhan Xuan was truly enraged and walked step by step toward Ye Qiu.

With each step he took, the road seemed to tremble.

Ye Qiu swayed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"I'll ask you one last time, will you kneel or not? If you don't kneel, I'll kill you right now."

Zhan Xuan was filled with murderous intent, his fists clenched tightly.

"I'd rather die than kneel. I'll die standing up."

Ye Qiu's temper flared up as well; he was furious and incredibly stubborn.